Mephisto's Precious Black Beauty (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Five ~ Somthing Smells Fantastic~

~Violets pov~

it was now about 11 in the after noon, and so many things had happened within just the few hours. And my morning wake up call was not the most delightful...

~flash back- 5:30 am~

"TIME TO WAKE UP AND START THE NEW DAY!" a familiar voice said, as they tore my sheets off. leaving me their wide eyed gaping about ready to blow someone's head off.

"What the hell Mephisto?" I glanced at my clock then back at him," it's 5:30 in the morning! it's to early you asshole." I yelled through my pillow.

I could hear footsteps coming closer and closer. till they came to a stop. next thing know, a sudden shock of energy shot through my body as a felt the cold water hit my body.

I sprang out of my bed as a deep growl came from deep within me.

"~ohhh feisty aren't you dear? teehee~"

he grinned and clasped his hands togeatger. I gritted my teeth and huffed.

"don't you dare ever do that again!" I demanded. he oviously got the message as it looked as if I was about ready to pounce on him and scratch his eyes out, while busting him brains out as they painted the walls.

"yikes, youre in a cranky mood today..." he frowned.

"ohhhh, no really!?" I said in a sarcastic tone," well how would you feel if some one barged into your room early in the god damn morning screams in your eat, and splashed water all over you? pretty pissed huh?"

he gave me a puzzled look then turned in his heel and walked out.

"hey!?!? aren't you gonna say anything!?" I ran towards the door and looked at him as he walked off laughing.

"fine be that way, jackass." I mumbled the last part.

~End Flash back~

I hadn't seen Mephisto sence then.

I was now wondering the halls of the school. Trying to understand my surroundings a bit better before I start cram school next week.

the school was massive, I mean it was nothing compared to Mephistos mansion, but it was still very huge for a school.

Every single hall way was so intricate and detailed. it was so empty you could hear the jingle jangle of the chains along my checkered white and teal skinny jeans. you could ever hear the sound of my Doc Martens squeaking on the glossy floor.

I was soon entranced my a fanomonal smell. my mouth began to water. the smell of food! it was so delicious. I followed the scent to where it was coming from.

After minutes of searching I finally found the source of where that scrumptious smell was coming from.

the scent was getting stronger, as I swayed my way deeper into the kitchen.

my eyes glanced over to a pot over a heated stove. I could hear the sound of somthing boiling from inside.

I went closer to see what was inside that had been making my mouth water.

"Hey! what do you think you're doing with my cooking!?" I whipped around to see a boy no older than 16 maybe.

"who are you?" he questioned with a sweat mark, and a questioning look as he swung the ladle his his hand at me.

"Eh, well i'd gladly tell you if you first took that thing out of my face." I scolded him putting my hands on my hips and pouting my lip lazily.

"oh, yeah yeah sorry, heh, heh." he quickly put it beside the pot and put a hand behind his head scratching.